Vintage
"Thank you again Ms. Possible. I don't know what we would have done without your help." It was Ms. Foster the director of the 'Second Harvest Food Bank'.
"Anyone could have organized that charity food drive. I mean we only had to recruit 50 volunteers and distribute 10,000 flyers. No big. "
"You downplay your abilities too much. To do that all single-handedly." The collected food would feed many a less fortunate family in Lowerton that holiday season.
"Hey! I helped with those flyers." Ron protested.
"Who are you again?" Ms. Foster asked with a confused look on her face.
"Ron Stoppable." He explained with a note of annoyance in his voice.
"uhh?" That name didn't ring any bells for Ms. Foster.
"He's my partner." Kim explained as she pulled Ron closer to her.
"Oh yes." The woman looked to her assistant and shrugged her shoulders before turning back to Kim. "Of course he is. If you ever need anything Ms. Possible do not hesitate to call me."
"Let's go Ron. We have a test to study for." Kim headed for the Bus Stop, not a preferred mode of transportation; but, getting to this 'mission' didn't rise to the level of calling in a favor.
"Right behind you KP." Kim wondered why Ron was always trailing behind her, and not walking beside her.
They arrived back in Middleton and spent a few hours studying at Ron's house. "You want to get in a few games of 'Hack-N-Sack 3923' before we call it a night Kim?"
"Has someone been practicing?"
"Yes. I can even beat Rufus now." Rufus squeaked in protest and Ron had to admit it was only "…sometimes."
Kim schooled Ron yet again, although he did come close a few times. "Sorry Ron, keep practicing, maybe next time you'll actually win ." Ron and Rufus started another game, which quickly ended with a win by Rufus. Kim had to keep from laughing out loud, she didn't want to upset Ron. "Goodnight Ron."
Ron didn't divert his attention from the TV as he bid her goodnight. "Goodnight KP."
Kim let herself out and headed for home, she wanted to be well rested for school in the morning.
After the Test
"Thanks for helping me study last night Kim, I think I actually might have passed this test." Ron was walking with Kim back to their lockers after a very difficult Trigonometry test.
"Glad to hear that Ron. See what a little work can do for you?" Kim ribbed him a bit. Ron could be successful when he wanted to put some effort into what he did.
"I prefer to do as little of that as possible Kim." Ron said as he opened his locker to grab his American History book. "What the?" Ron pulled a large package out of his locker.
"What's that Ron?" Kim asked.
"Don't know, opening it to find out." Ron ripped it open. "Booyah!" A 'Vintage' black leather jacket. And a note, 'thank you for all your help with the food drive'. "Sweet! Remind me to send Ms. Foster a 'thank you' note KP."
Kim opened her locker hoping 'maybe I got something this time too'. But she opened her locker to find 'nothing'. She crammed her Trig book in and grabbed her Literature book.
Ron had his jacket on and was getting lots of comments on it from other students.
"Sweet jacket you got there Ron." It was Amelia, a senior.
"Thanks." Ron smiled and gave Amelia a wink before turning back to Kim. "She remembered my name."
"That's nice Ron, but we have to get to class." Kim slammed her locker shut, hard.
"Everything ok Kim? You seem, I don't know, kind of amped." Ron pulled the jacket off and stuffed it back in his locker.
"I'm fine." Kim said curtly. Ron shrugged his shoulders and they headed for class.
